Just a quick note, actually a reality

So I realize all of my funny stories that I have been sharing with friends either at work or over the phone are potty stories.  No one ever told me that when potty training started that it totally consumed every aspect of your life.  For example I have spoken to two people tonight on the phone and I told them my newest story.  Which is…Gracie was playing in her room as I was relaxing on the couch.  She played on her own for about 10-15 minutes before I went to check on her.  I noticed she had lost her panties somewhere in the house…pretty sure before she ventured into her room alone.  Well, I noticed the tell tale signs of a “poo incident” but no poo anywhere.  So I asked her, “Gracie did you poo?”  She told me yes.  I then asked her “where did it go?”  She said Harley followed by some jibberish.  Although, I did hear the toilet flush which is why I went to check on her in the first place and to close the door to the bathroom since I am sure we are single handedly going to be the reason why El Paso has a drought this summer due to Gracie’s fascination with toilet flushing.  So 11 of 3 things happened…

1. Harley ate the poo…which sends me completely, utterly over the edge.  Period.
2. Gracie somehow disposed of the poo in the potty like a good girl. (I refuse to think of how the poo made it from the poo spot to the potty.)
3. Or a combination of both.

Needless to say both Harley and Gracie got a bath.  “Alles gut” as we would say while in Germany but let me tell you, there is nothing like realizing that the most exciting or funny thing in your life has to do with bodily functions.  Yet another badge I now where on my mother sash (I like to think of it like the Girl Scout badges) as I venture on this journey (the most adventurous journey I might say) of motherhood.